Paul Yoon

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490 appearances 2 recordings 2 series first heard Dec 2025 last heard 1 Jul

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And Mandy would say that she had only done what she hoped some stranger might one day do, if necessary, for her own daughter.
When she said this, she would lean down to kiss the baby's head, or she and Roy would look at each other as if to say, Don't worry, we'll never actually let her out of our sight.
There will never be any need for the kindness of strangers.
Both Roy and Mandy insisted that they'd felt perfectly safe with us in their house, and that they had slept long and deep through the night.
But surely Mandy must have spent some time during that night gazing at the dim square of the bedroom skylight and thinking about the girls sleeping on the fold-out, who had been so unabashed about changing that Mandy had seen her young, buoyant breasts.
And Roy must have thought about how he'd gone around making sure that the windows and doors were locked.
And all the time there was a stranger in the house with them, a girl who might have been anyone whose name they didn't even know.
I've also imagined them having thrilled, hushed sex, knowing that the girl was sleeping downstairs.
Of course I've imagined that, though I probably won't mention it to my husband.
And I've imagined the girl coming into their room in the early light, climbing into bed with her long, blonde limbs.
Maybe Mandy spent the night awake, rigid, waiting to see if Roy would get up as if to use the bathroom, say her name in a loud whisper, and then, unreceiving no response, creep trembling down the stairs toward the fold-out bed.
i don't know what it was really like but i do know that every unhappy night i slept in that fairly comfortable bed i wondered if roy would come down those stairs i listened for a step and thought at some length about what he would say or do and how i'd respond when he didn't come not once i cursed the effortless happiness of married people
In the morning, the girl was gone.
She'd stripped the bed, turned it back into a couch, drunk a mug of instant coffee, and left a note that said, Thank you very much, with very underlined three times.
She signed it S. She hadn't stolen or damaged anything, had even closed the gate on her way out.
I imagine the house feeling strangely empty that day, both Roy and Mandy looking in at the spotless nursery, even more than usual.
reminding themselves that they were awaiting a joyous arrival, not mourning a departure.
Mandy and Roy walked by the hostel again that night.
They considered going in and asking after us, but because they didn't know her name, they decided against it.
Their baby was born three months later.
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